Mu Jinchun was also a bit stunned. She had come today intending to pressure the grandparents into conceding.
But the more she observed, the more she felt that things were drifting further away from her expectations.
What was she supposed to do now?
“My business is none of your concern,” Jiang Nanshan snapped, feeling as if his dignity had been dragged through the dirt and ground underfoot.
“Mm, that’s true. Likewise, my affairs are none of your business. I’m an adult I can handle them myself,” Jiang Chuyao replied naturally, as if she had anticipated Nanshan’s reaction all along.
This left Jiang Nanshan speechless.
The brat… she was born just to come collect debts.
But out of respect for the grandparents, he restrained his anger.
“You’re still young, and especially when it comes to the factory, you don’t understand,” Jiang Nanshan reluctantly lowered his tone, no longer as sharp and forceful as before.
“I don’t understand factories, so it’s still up to you to manage it,” Jiang Chuyao waved her hand, showing she had no interest in his business.
Hearing this, Jiang Nanshan immediately broke into a smile.
“Daughters really are the best daughters are their father’s little jackets!” Rarely praising her, Jiang Chuyao felt a little embarrassed to say what she wanted next.
“Good granddaughter!” Grandma Jiang, worried that her granddaughter might suffer a loss, called out anxiously.
But Jiang Chuyao gently patted her hand to calm her. She had already come prepared with a strategy.
“I don’t care about running the factory, and I don’t want the profits. But the land the factory sits on is mine I want it.”
At her words, Jiang Nanshan’s face immediately darkened.
What little jacket? It’s more like a leather jacket and a drafty one at that.
“Old man, I’ll be reasonable. We can sign a contract, and I’ll just collect rent,” Jiang Chuyao thought to herself. Being a ‘landlady’ and collecting rent? How perfect!
“Rent… rent?” Jiang Nanshan was so angry he almost stammered.
“What, you expect me to use it for free? Or I could take a share of the profits 30%!” Jiang Chuyao even held up three fingers for emphasis, just in case he didn’t hear.
Jiang Nanshan could only think She’s crazy, utterly crazy! Then he grabbed Mu Jinchun and left.
As for Mu Jinchun, it seemed all her efforts today had been in vain.
“Grandma, Grandpa, don’t get upset over things that don’t concern you, or you’ll hurt your own health,” Jiang Chuyao said, knowing they genuinely cared for her and cherishing that affection deeply.
“All right, we won’t get angry. You’ve really grown up; now you can even scare your dad out of his wits,” the grandparents said, clearly satisfied with her performance.
“I didn’t mean to scare him. I really intend to rent it to him, not take over the factory,” Jiang Chuyao explained, laying out her reasoning.
They knew their son well. He had only managed to earn money during that particular period, and if he didn’t keep up with the times, he’d eventually be outcompeted.
Plus, with a restless woman by his side, things would only decline further.
“Good granddaughter, as long as you decide, your grandfather and I will support you unconditionally,” Grandma Jiang said. She knew her granddaughter, though a girl, was no less capable than a boy.
With her around, this generation of the Jiang family could rest easy, even in death.
“Grandma…” Jiang Chuyao’s eyes reddened as she clung to her grandmother’s arm, acting coquettishly.
“Oh, you’re grown up now, and you’re still acting spoiled!” Though she said it teasingly, the smile on Grandma Jiang’s face deepened.
To prepare for her future career, Jiang Chuyao briefly explained that she would be attending classes while also pursuing her ambitions.
She had expected the grandparents to lecture her, but instead, they only said they would support her reminding her to manage her time, avoid staying up late, and take care of her health.
With such loving elders, how could she not cherish them? How fortunate to be pampered by grandparents like these.
The next morning, Jiang Chuyao made egg pancakes and millet porridge, ate her fill, and went to school.
As soon as she entered the classroom, everyone looked at her as if they had seen a ghost.
That feeling… seemed familiar.
Sitting down at her desk, her deskmate Lu Xiaohan leaned over and whispered a few mysterious words into her ear.
“(⊙o⊙)…” For a moment, Jiang Chuyao didn’t know how to respond.
“Did you really take on those three people by yourself?” Lu Xiaohan asked, her voice rising with excitement as she saw Jiang Chuyao’s expression.
“Hehe, you could say it was more of a sparring match!” Jiang Chuyao replied, knowing she hadn’t used her full strength.
“Goddess! From now on, you’re my idol! When I fight in the future, can you back me up?” Lu Xiaohan thought she had hit the jackpot with the perfect deskmate both smart and capable.
“Kids, fighting is bad for your mind and body,” Jiang Chuyao lectured patiently.
“You’re famous now. People say you’re like Sun Erniang absolutely fierce!” Lu Xiaohan blurted out, then instinctively covered her mouth, worried Jiang Chuyao might take offense.
Too late. Jiang Chuyao had already heard it.
“Sun Erniang? That’s a good nickname!” she said, with no hint of displeasure, a faint smile playing on her lips.
“You’re so confident. Once this nickname spreads, no boys will like you,” Lu Xiaohan whispered.
“Those who understand don’t need explanations; those who don’t, no need to explain. Learn that,” Jiang Chuyao said, then opened her textbook and resumed studying.
Seeing her so focused, Lu Xiaohan found it hard to reconcile this diligent student with the ‘Sun Erniang’ persona circulating among classmates. Could there have been a misunderstanding?
Those people weren’t really defeated by her they only claimed she was fierce to save face!
Determined to find out the truth, Lu Xiaohan prepared to investigate further.
While Jiang Chuyao buried herself in study, someone entered the classroom. The students all turned, silent in awe.
“Long time no see, everyone!” It was Jiang Chuying herself.
She had sufficiently recovered and was eager to leave the hospital, worried about unpredictable events at school. She couldn’t risk staying longer, lest anyone speak ill of her and she have no defense.
She expected the usual greetings, smiles, and attention from classmates.
But no one greeted her. Not a single person.